All the Mes

“How old are you?” I asked a young girl wearing a birthday hat… She held up two fingers and proudly exclaimed, “I am three!” “And who are you?” I chuckled…She answered quickly, “I am me!” Here I had to stop and wonder…how would I reply if someone asked me for an answer to the question, ‘Who am I?’ For who I am is not an easy question to fully comprehend… ‘I am me’ is a wonderful answer…but, in truth, it all depends. I am a child whenever I eat ice cream…or dance out in the rain. I am a friend when I share another friends happiness…or help them through their pain. I am a husband when I kiss Deborah good night…or look into her eyes. I am a child again when at a carnival trying to win a prize. I am a father to our three children…even when they’re grown and far away. I am a brother, an uncle, a cousin…all in the same day. I am a PopPop who has been a horse and a magician with his own magic show I’m an old man who feel blessed to have watched his children and grandchildren grow. It seems that I am a variety…a multitude of mes… each like a single drop of water that make us the oceans and the seas. So if you ask me ‘Who am I?’ Although ‘I am me!’ is certainly true… It all depends on where I am, who I’m with or who I’m talking to. And when I stop to think about it…I love looking at life this way… never knowing when the day begins…how many mes I’ll be today. As for that little girl in the birthday hat…as she left the store waving and sucking her thumb…I had to smile as I began to picture all the mes she will become…